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A Spanking For You

by on Oct.08, 2009, under BDSM

“Ah, that must be her,” he said to himself. He’d been waiting for her to come over for about an hour. He was annoyed that she was late, but figured he would get even with her later.

“Come in!” he yelled, and she opened the door slowly and peeked in. She looked great. She was wearing a pair of jeans, a sweat-shirt and a nice blouse. He knew because he had seen it before. But even dressed casually she looked really good, and what was underneath made his mouth water.

She walked into the living room slowly, nervous because she had made him sit around waiting for her, but trying to explain.

“I had a class that went overtime and then I was dragged off to do some work with my project partners,” she stammered, “and it took me forever to get away…”

He looked at her and melted, she was so sweet looking. But then he remembered, she had to be punished for being late. But not too much. Just a little torture to spice up the evening for the two of them.

“Strip!” he commanded, “but first come over here and give me a kiss.” (continue reading…)

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Tied To The Pockets

by on Mar.06, 2009, under BDSM

I’m a Junior at a large Midwest university. Since my roommate wasn’t due for 2 days after I moved into our dorm, I went out on the town alone Saturday night. The Rail- the nearby strip of bars- is always busy, and I went from one to another saying hello to friends I hadn’t seen over the summer. 

Since school was still a week away, everyone was partying hard. Several people invited me to a big private party at one of the frats. A friend said most people were leaving the bars about 10 to enjoy the ‘end of summer’ parties at the various frats, sororities, and apartments, not to mention the dorms. Things slowed down so much several of the bars had posted signs that they were closing early. 

Anxious to enjoy a last fling before classes, I hurried back to my room to get ready. I changed into a sleeveless sweatshirt with the school mascot on the front, a pair of bikini bottoms, and running shorts. After a quick check of my make-up, I headed back to the bars. It was after 12:15 when I got back to the last bar I’d visited. The door wasn’t locked, but inside I was surprised to find that the only occupants were the bartender, bouncer, and two of their friends.  (continue reading…)

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Comfortable My Pet

by on Feb.24, 2009, under BDSM

The pale light of sunrise was just creeping into the room when Lisa opened her eyes.  For a moment she was disoriented; then, feeling Paul’s arm wrapped gently around her, she realized that she had had the most incredibly realistic dream.  She wriggled back against her husband, feeling his soft even breathing against her neck, his arm instinctively tightening around her.  As she snuggled, she felt his cock begin to stir against her ass, twitching and growing harder as Paul drifted out of sleep into wakefulness.   Lisa reached down between her legs and touched herself, not surprised to find that she was dripping wet.  Suddenly, she was aware that Paul’s breathing had changed, and as it registered in her brain she felt his hand grabbing her nipple, twisting it sharply, sending shivers of pain and arousal through her body straight to her clit, which throbbed in anticipation. (continue reading…)

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Do What I Say

by on Feb.22, 2009, under BDSM

I picked up the phone on the first ring. “Hello Irena, I’m going to use you.” The voice was commanding.

“What?!” I was taken by surprise.

“Quiet slut! Just listen. Put on your schoolgirl outfit, I will be round in half an hour. Leave your front door on the latch, I want you blindfolded and kneeling with your back to the door when I come in. Do you understand?” The voice demanded. (continue reading…)

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Please I Can’t Wait Anymore

by on Feb.21, 2009, under BDSM

Alexandra felt helpless as he bound her hands and looped the rope over the hook in the wall, then tied her feet, one to each of the eyes mounted to the floor. Her legs were spread almost to the point of pain, with her most private places totally vulnerable to his every whim.

Slowly and insidiously he worked his hands up the soft flesh of her lower body, she felt her nipples expand betraying her arousal at this lewd invasion.

Alexandra trembled as she felt the rough texture of his hands tugging at her panties, finally ripping them off her naked ass. He adjusted her skirt so that it was gathered around her waist and Alexandra felt the cool air brush her most private parts. (continue reading…)

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Give Them A Show

by on Feb.20, 2009, under BDSM

Alison closed her eyes and began to climax. It was her fourth time so far. She prayed that the vibrator would not escape her lips, that her resolve–and her sense of self-preservation–would not fail. Looking out over the city, she moaned deeply into her throat.

This time, she thought, they had gone too far. No…Bob had gone too far. But Alison had let him. 

You stupid shit, she thought.

Tonight was another variation on their “volunteer” theme: Bondage, where in order to avoid a misery even worse, the victim contributed to her own torment. Such as the previous week, when Alison had submitted to ten hours of ball-gagging. Rather than push the ball out of her mouth, she had left it there the entire night, moaning and crying and pleading for help. The ache in her jaw, however awful, was nothing compared to the torment facing her nipples. (continue reading…)

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Best Sex Experience Ever

by on Feb.16, 2009, under BDSM

You woke up around 11 a.m. on Saturday morning, after spending the night alone – your first Friday night alone since you and Cassy started dating just over two months ago. While Cassy went out with some girlfriends last night, you stayed in, opting for watching TV. 
 
You and Cassy started off as friends online, building a friendship through chatting and joking, and getting to know each other. Two months of dating each other had flown by so quickly because the friendship just came easy. You both enjoy each other’s company, you enjoy renting movies together, you enjoy cooking meals together, and you enjoy lying in bed together, just falling asleep in each other’s arms after a passionate night of foreplay and great sex. This was becoming a comfortable routine for both of you.  (continue reading…)

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It Is Heating Up In Here

by on Feb.15, 2009, under BDSM

It’s a really hot day here in Australia

I’m imagining you walking through the door and slipping your stockings off. I pick them up and watch you undress

You are naked.  Suddenly I push you down on the bed, loop the stocking around your wrist and tie the other end to the bedpost.

You are struggling but I grab your other hand and tie it to the other bedpost.

You are naked and face down on the bed and struggling helplessly, but you cannot move  … and I leave the room and you must wait….

.. because it has been such a hot day, I go to the kitchen for a cold drink. (continue reading…)

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Tied Up Teasing

by on Feb.14, 2009, under BDSM

Henry groaned. His buttocks contracted and he arched his back, lifting his pelvis off the bed in a futile attempt to reach Jessica’s mouth, hanging teasingly just a centimetre or so above the tip of his straining cock. Her left hand circled the base of his tool, squeezing lightly in a rhythm that matched the slow passage of her tongue in and out between her parted lips.

There was a bead of wetness at the tip of his cock. Jessica dipped and gently licked it up, then dipped a little further and slid her lips down over the silky-smooth head of his dick. It jerked as a spasm of sweet frustration ran through him, and he tried again to force himself upwards further into her mouth. But she rose with him, her lips tight behind the roll of flesh at the head of his penis. (continue reading…)

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Tied Up

by on Feb.11, 2009, under BDSM

I was tied up and she was tied down. What a predicament, what a terribly erotic predicament. My wife had helped the fellow restrain me, to my and her specifications. I was thrilled.

I was tied standing up on the end of the bed, my hands tied to the tops of the heavy wooden canopy bed and my feet were tied spread apart to the sides of the bed. I was naked, my cock and balls swinging in the breeze. I was to be gagged; my mouth was filled with a cock gag. 

My cock and balls were tightly tied with a leather string, the same leather string that lead to my wife’s choker. My cock seemed so hard and heavy right now, I was so excited. I wanted to cum, but I knew that wouldn’t be allowed for a while yet. A long while. I couldn’t move my head side to side but I could look down. I could see my swollen cock dangling and swinging with my excited breathing. (continue reading…)

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